Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1887-11-10

The party had been 10 a wedding In Brook
man persisted In paying for all, amid the
usual eflusive objections. The recording
bell pealed forth merrily, and onr friend
felt the conductors hand upon his arm.
Fare please p
We'll how many times do you want my
fare 4?
Beg pardon, sir / thought aud the
conductor retired The western waif rode
10 Harlem, and slept all the way, though
with "A troubled conscience.
Bat then? He stood on Harlem bridge
and gazed modify into the water. A steady
tramp of feet caused him 10 look around.
They were the passengers from the east who
reached New York at that weird hour by
way of Harlem bridge. There were only
half dozen of them, and they were making
frantic efforts To gain the elevated railroad
station at One Hundred and Twenty fourth
street. A woman was among them. and
and she turned, when on the middle of the
bridge, aud addressed man who walked
closely behind her.
How dare you speak 10 me, sir "
That's all right, my dear miss. No harm
intended. l only offered to escort you.'
'You insolent puppy, you've done nothing
but insult me since left bridgeport. on
ly wish my husband was here
The stranger from Chicago crossed over 10
where she stood, AS her pnrsuer skunk away.
Can be of any service. madam - The la
dy gazed at him, with pathetic look in
her pretty gray eyes. i wish 20 go 10 the
Windsor Hotel TO await my husband, but |
am "A stranger in the city and have been in
suited
You can trust me TO escort you, madame,
if you will
She places her hand on his arm with a
child-like confidence. He relieves her of
her satchel, and they are on the
stairs Of the elevated road. Good heavens
he Is penniless But she has taken dime
from her well-flled purse. No. no. mad
am, cannot allow you 10. ! protest
But, much 10 his qualification, his little
bluff was unsuccessful, and they were
soon in the cars They left the train at
Forty-seventh street. He saw her safely
registered at the Windsor, accepted meckly
her protestations of gratitude and her hus-
bands card, and caught last glimpse of
her in the elevator flying upward-as an
angel should
The night clerk was arly polite. Want
room yourself, suppose - said that func-
tionary, as he whirled the register like a
pivot gun.
Thank you, no Had too much sleep
lately. Reckon I'll sit down in the reaAiug
room and think He did so, and slept mn
disturbed until o'clock, in n velvet cusl-
-iOnol ehair. Whom hr awolSe he descended
10 the palatial wash room, freshened him
self mp with hot and cold wafer and scented
soap from marble basin, dried his face
and hands on spick span clean towel, ig-
nored the porter with his whisk broom and
desire for a dime, lodged the bootblack with
rare science, and stood in the street, feeling
like four time winner
Now for breakfast and the morning pa
per
fashionable houses In the doorway of
these he saw an assortment of papers that
had been left by the carrier. The household
was not yet astir. He coolly ascended the
steps, sat down with deiberation and read
for half an hour. Then, refolding the jour
nails, he left them as he had found them and
sauntered on Soon he had formulated a
plan for breakfast, not more daring than
the exigencies of the occasion demanded
He selected the handsomest hotel i'm the
vicinity, walked boldly in, examined the
register critically, uttered an exclamation
Of pleasure took handful Of tootpicks,
strolled into the bar and out again, passed
up n flight of marble steps, placed his hat
upon an extension hat rack, fished out
some letters and telegrams from his pocket,
TO look business like, nodded loftily TO the
head waiter, who stood at the entrance of |
the cosy breakfast room, was obsequiously |
shown TO a choice seat, and, 20 n bending |
servitor he gave his breakfast order. And |
such an order Quality and quantity were |
both represented, and he ate with an appe- |
tite in no way lessened by the thought that |
the meal would probably be digested in
Jail. The waiter He expected a tip So
well served breakfast deserved one. The |
head waiter? He stood on guard at the |
lurking in the shadow
To push back his chair rise with dignity,
brush few crumbs from his coat and walk
out, coolly ignoring the expectant waiter
was no easy task How long that dinning
room seemed. All He knew now the
feelings Of the condemned criminal in his
walk TO the gallows, only here there was no
friendly arm to lean upon. The threshold
was crossed mt last, add he seized his hat,
ouly to be chilled To the marrow by feeling
the head walters breath upon the back of
his neck.
What room, sir, please p
'Ninety-nine, he replied, mt random, his
nerves bracing to the situation. He stroll
led down, turned the first corner, and ran
like IA thief.
He felt like one, too.
The balance of the morning he passed in
the reading room of the Cooper Union, pc
rusing many interesting and instructive
books, but none which taught him how TO
still his conscience. 'Pshaw ! he eXclaim-
ed, rs he once more trod the streets
when I'm in funds, I'll pay for the break
fast and everything else At 1:30 o'clock
he stood on the corner of Broadway, Fifth
avenue and Twenty third street.
1t was Saturday, and the junction of the
three great thoroughfares-the busiest in the
United States-was alive with carriages,
ears, pedestrians on business and pedestrians
on pleasure bent. Stylish women and girls,
bound matineeward, added pictorial beauty
to the scene, with their exquisite toilets,
roscbuds under their dainty chins, daisies